i owe it to myself
to breathe.
and to try to be happy.
i can allow myself
to feel fear.
and to sometimes lose control.
if i can no longer take it,
it is a gift to myself
to just cry
or break things.
no one should stop me.
sometimes,
i should consider
giving up, and not feel
guilty about it.

today,
i just want to walk
and never return.
never look back.
but it’s a dream, really.
i am stronger than this.